By the time he regained consciousness, his hands had been subconsciously pressed on his ears, and his whole face was filled with an unexplainable pale color. This feeling reminded him of his first experience of airsickness.
How should I put it? Emperor Nero's voice was very good, and it was obviously pleasant to the ears.
But the problem is that Emperor Nero's tune is not on tune at all...
To give an example, it's like someone bought a unique violin, the best violin in the world. And then because he couldn't play the violin, he used a shovel and a chainsaw to hit the violin, which made an unbelievable sound.
It’s a weird thing to believe that this thing is actually the sound made by a violin.
This kind of wasteful behavior made Yagi Xuezai unable to suppress his wry smile.
He secretly watched the expressions of the Roman people next to him, and saw that everyone looked like they were holding back the pain, which made him feel relieved. At least he was not the only one who found it difficult to accept.
Looking at Fujimaru Ritsuka again, she was stunned. Her dull eyes made the smile on Yagi Xuesai's face full of schadenfreude. People are such strange creatures. Obviously their situation has not improved, but as long as they see
If other people are as unlucky as you, you will feel much better if you feel that you are not the only one.
"Hmmmm! Now comes the part that everyone is most looking forward to!"
The beauty with blond hair in red clothes, Emperor Nero, with a cheerful smile, held up a bouquet of roses from the exaggerated golden throne behind him.
"I'm going to throw it away! Citizens of Rome - I'm going to throw it away!"
Following Emperor Nero's energetic voice, the girl's arms exerted strength, and her pure white wrists wrapped in red long sleeves threw a touch of bright red from her arms into the sky, drawing a beautiful parabola.
Although he is His Majesty the Emperor, he performed lively and girlish movements like an idol on the stage, which should have attracted a lot of praise.
However... because they had just been baptized by His Majesty Tianyin, everyone seemed to be "intoxicated" and unable to extricate themselves. Although they all stretched out their arms to try to catch the bouquets, they really had no strength and everyone looked feeble.
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The bouquet was flying in the air, and Diarmui was stunned for a moment. He noticed that the bouquet was obviously flying towards him. To be honest, because of the past, he really didn't want to have anything to do with this kind of thing.
. Stomp your foot, crush a piece of gravel from the corner of the stone brick, stamp your foot, and use the momentum to rush it into your hand.
Like a master of hidden weapons in martial arts novels, Diarmui picked up the stone with his fingers and flicked it into the sky. The high-speed flying stone scraped the edge of the bouquet. The crimson trajectory in mid-air was slightly deflected.
(good.)
He feels at ease. In this way, the bouquet will not fall on his side. If the angle is changed too much, it will give people a strange feeling, so this is fine.
"ah……"
Then, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was lowering his head and rubbing his ears, let out a small scream. His head was hit by something, which was a little heavy and wet.
The bouquet thrown by Emperor Nero contained at least thirty to fifty flowers and weighed several kilograms. It was no joke to fall from the sky. Moreover, in order to prevent the bouquet from drying out, a little moisture was added to it for moisturizing.
... This time it hit me, I felt a headache in the physical sense, and my hair was wet. A large piece of the orange-red hair turned into deep red, and it fainted - but to be honest, this deep red color...
It perfectly matches the rose flower, giving people a rose-like feeling.
She subconsciously reached out to touch it, and felt that it was a soft thing. She reached out and hugged it——
"Oh oh oh, it seems that today's lucky people have been born! Let me see -"
On the float, Emperor Nero bent down and made a tent-like gesture with his hands.
"Hmm... it's a face I don't recognize - a hero from another world! A brave man who came beyond time for the Great Nero Festival! Mmmmm! I'm very happy! I'll give him a stranger and a hero.
The honor of riding on a float with a great emperor! This is Rome too!"
As Emperor Nero raised his arms, all the Roman people shouted "Rome" in unison. The excited voices merged into one, like thunder.
Poor Fujimaru Ritsuka was shocked again by this "bolt from the blue" before she could understand what happened.
She quietly pulled Matthew's arm and asked in a low voice with anxiety and confusion: "Matthew, Matthew, what's wrong, what's wrong?"
"Well...Emperor Nero is inviting senior to ride in the car with him."
Mashu smiled bitterly and explained this matter to Fujimaru Ritsuka in the simplest and most direct way.
Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't seem to understand. He was holding a large bouquet of roses in his hand and was at a loss.
A bitter smile appeared on Diarmuid's face. Originally, he just thought that he should not be approached by such a beauty. He had suffered enough because of women because of the tear of love mole. He didn't expect that he would be tricked.
My Master... Sure enough, he is a woman in trouble, will he always bring disaster to women?
Arash's clairvoyance saw clearly. He hooked his shoulder with a smile, leaned into his ear and said: "Forget it, forget it, isn't this good! As long as we are watching, nothing will happen to you.
Look at Emperor Nero, he has no intention of causing harm at all."
Siegfried was silent, but you could see the tenacity in him... Although he didn't say anything, he was probably preparing to go up with Fujimaru Ritsuka.
Hassan, the cursed arm, acted more normally. He used the ability to block the breath and hid in the shadow of Fujimaru Ritsuka. He was originally an assassin with a hunched body. In the excitement of this group, everyone raised their arms and straightened their arms.
With his back on his back, he was sure to sneak into Fujimaru Ritsuka's shadow without being noticed by anyone.
Yagi Xuezai looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka with concern, patted her shoulder encouragingly, and lowered his voice and said: "This is also for investigation. Seeing that she looks like she has no castle, I would like to negotiate with her more and get some information."
good."
"Then why don't you go, Yagi-senpai?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka glared at him angrily.
"Because I didn't get a bouquet~"
His tone sounded very rough, and he couldn't hide the joking look on his face. It was obvious that he just wanted to watch the fun.
In the chaotic and warm dusk, hiding among the crowd, the gorgeous beauty with long black hair and a white veil silently hid the dagger in her sleeve, put the cold light into the scabbard, and disappeared
With murderous intent, he retreated silently along with the crowd.
At the same time, on the other side, on the roof, the condescending man in red silently threw away the black long bow in his hand. The length of the bow looked like a Japanese bow, long and big, and the shape was also
It was quite strange. What was even more strange was that as he threw away the bow, the black long bow disappeared in mid-air and ceased to exist. The man shook his white hair, sighed with regret, and turned around.